This was quite a challenge to me because there weren't much big changes in my life, nor have I lost someone or something that was extremely dear to my heart. I don't really know what I miss.
Then I thought of this. I miss those days when I don't have to wear bras. I could just let everything free fall (not that there was anything to droop down then, I was too young and hadn't hit puberty yet), and not worry about the nips and droopy boobies. Cotton under-vests (are these what they are called) are so much more comfy and cool; bras are just cages that make you sweat and suffocate you in hot summer afternoons such as now.
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